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For the jungle creatures in this area, this day is probably a catastrophe, and for the outside entrants in the land of the undead, time is not easy.

Sandwiched among more than 100 elves, Xu Zhi is not conspicuous, since (shooting shè) out of the first arrow, the rest of the time he has been synchronized with the elves (shooting shè) arrows, synchronous retreat, the legion is not a place where personal heroism can be achieved, not to mention that there are not many places for him to play.

Seeing the centaurs and dwarves who had fallen before turning into skeletons and slowly standing up one by one, the tears of the elves such as Pearl fell.

For the undead, stripping the body after death is an unbearable act, and for the elves, the transformation of former companions into unconscious undead on the battlefield is also an unforgivable event.

This is a never-ending battle, and the other side obviously wants to keep them here.

There was a thunderclap in the sky, and a corpse witch had just raised his staff when it was cleaved to ashes by the falling lightning.

"Elder"

Pearl was overjoyed to see Mary Grey standing not far behind the group, her wand in her hand, and the lightning bolt she had just sent out.

"Chatter, Mary Grey, I didn't think that a yellow-haired girl like you was going to come out to fight on the battlefield, and all the elves of the jungle were dead?"

On the hillside, a (gloomy) laugh rang out, and it was clear that the other party knew Mary Gray.

"Scorry, you Legion of Death deserve hell."

Mary Grey's words made her angry, and she waved her hand at the elves, signaling her to continue retreating, and the wand in her hand began to condense the magic element again.

"Kill her"

As soon as Skryu spoke, the yellow-robed vampires instantly spread their wings and flew down from the hillside, and at the same time, a black-robed figure came out of the hillside, holding a wand with a heavy magical condensation.

(Shoot shè)"

Corresponding to the vampires' volleys in the air, there are also elven arrows.

In the rain of arrows, these vampires are like swifts shuttling, dense with arrows in the eyes of outsiders, the gap is huge for them, and occasionally (shooting shè) will fall down instantly, and pounce into the centaur herd and dwarf A burst of biting and scratching, a little red light flashes, and the body of these vampires quickly recovers.

What made the battle truly one-sided was the magic unleashed by the black robe on the hillside.

"Death Ripple"

As the spell in the other party's mouth was finished, and the name of the magic was shouted, a layer of red magic ripples suddenly appeared, spreading rapidly like water waves.

Xu Zhi was deeply impressed by this magic, he was hit once by Naggs, and the hit (body shēn) body retreated again and again, and Shang Qianqiu vomited blood.

This is a range of magic for (sex xg), and it will not hit the undead who are also in the magic range, it is only effective for the living, and the range may not be wide at the lower level, but the power and range at the advanced level seem to be a little terrifying, nearly two hundred meters in a radius of one time, people are on their backs, and even the elves in the back row have many people who have been hit, and the weaker ones have fallen, so that the vampires have further accelerated the killing.

Picking up the leaks and picking up the big rout, Xu Zhi never thought about this (love qg) situation at all.

The legion composed of elves, centaurs, and dwarves is huge, and there is a ten-percent win rate guaranteed by Pearl, but I didn't expect that as soon as he participated, these ten horses became zero, and the water of this win rate was too great.

Marigree can't stop this general trend, the battle has been doomed from the very beginning of the opponent's intentional ambush, and the opponent is a well-known legion, it is not a problem to fight ten, for these ordinary centaurs, dwarves and elves are simply slaughtered.

As long as you calculate it, it is not difficult to ambush them along the road.

"Winding"

Elder Robles, the Treantman, flashed out of the woods at some point and raised his hand at the pursuing vampires, and several vines suddenly wrapped around their bodies.

"Hiss"

The vampires let out a high-pitched cry, and the entanglement would not damage them, but it would undoubtedly be a headache, and the vampires let out several roars of reluctance to see the other party quickly burrow into the jungle.

"Hmph, how come the drywood dryad is here."

Cisco Rui said coldly, but he didn't move under his feet, he also had some headaches for these tree elves, once he was entangled and fixed, what was waiting for him was undoubtedly a heavy blow that followed, even if it was out of the rout, the elves would not miss this opportunity to kill the enemy's main force.

"The other party has a high-level dryad, and the talent spell is very strong, I need to send one or two more high-level necromancers to assist, or call twenty vampire members of the (Forbidden J) Legion to complete the lossless kill."

He waved his hand, and a vampire nodded, spread his membranous wings, and fluttered away.

"Humans in another space, chatter, interesting, could it be that they really know the secret of the artifact of His Excellency Vidnina" Cisco Rui's scarlet tongue stretched out, and kept ((licking tiǎn)tiǎn) coming and going on the corners of his mouth, with thoughtful eyes in his eyes, inherited from the greatest necromancer in ancient history, Sandru, (身shēn) The two artifacts carried by (身shēn) almost made the necromancer's prestige spread throughout the continent and became a direct synonym for power.

For a while, the wizards who pursued the powerful turned to the undead, and many people tried in vain to reshape the glorious history of Sandru, but without exception, they were unsuccessful, Sandru's strength is not only because of his strength, but more importantly, he has two (sets of tào) undead artifacts, only with the cooperation of the artifact, the undead can exert terrifying power.

"If you have the chance"

Sickery's mind floated, if he could learn the true secret, no one would not be moved, and only a little thought flashed through his mind, and suddenly he remembered the many people who had been burned to death by Vidnina in the past thousand years, many of them powerful, these people had been refined into corpse witches controlled by ((cāo)cāo), or become members of the Dark Knights who only knew how to kill, and his careful mind went up and down.

"Your Excellency Vidnina has lived for thousands of years, maybe I can live a little longer than her, and then I will have a chance."

Thinking about it, Cisco felt that this was the safest way, as an undead, it was a comparison of who survived longer, who could endure the boring years better.

The three major villages have never suffered as much damage as today, and among the warriors, the young people are the mainstay, with a small number of adults assisting, and the elders follow behind, and as long as there are no undefinable masters on the undead side, the elders are secretly observing.

But this time, the strength of the undead was also beyond Marigree's expectations, and the (forbidden) guards of the City of Death were the most elite troops, even if it was only a small part, and it was not something that the strength of their villages could resist.

"Why are the undead spirits of Diga unruly and breaking blatant rules."

Pearl was rubbed into her body by the ripples of death, and she was not lightly injured, and she muttered in her mouth, her eyes still showing disbelief that the many companions who had been with her for decades had just disappeared into her life.

"Never trust the rules made by the undead, as long as the stakes are big enough, they dare to break any covenant, not once in hundreds of years."

Mary Gray said in a deep voice, looking at the elves who were killed and wounded, the centaurs who were almost completely destroyed, and there were less than ten dwarves left, her heart was heavy, and she didn't know why the old witch in the city of death went crazy today, this time was many years earlier than before.

"Interests, they only have interests in their eyes."

Looking at the messenger bird that was gradually moving away, Mary Gray's eyes flashed with sparks of hatred, and she hooked up countless new and old hatreds, and she only waited for the Kingdom's elite Pegasus Knights to arrive and go together to annihilate all these violating undead.

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